AMSTERDAM

Five days of dreaming...
I can't even try to explain how much I loved the Netherlands. Vivre l'amsterdam...
Canals, blue sky, then rain the next minute, beautiful people, beautiful way of living. I LOVED it. I want to fall in love and live there for a few years. I HIGHly recommend it.

We arrived on fresh, damp thursday night and grabbed a drink and a smoke at the nearest coffeeshop at 12:45 am. After walking directly through the red light district. Finally gave in to a taxi, got to our hotel... a shoebox size, slightly sterile, that was to be our "nest" per say for the next three days, that soon turned into five thanks to our devout love and affection for the city of Amsterdam.
The mornings began with a cup of Joe and a delicious brownie or muffin. Bien sur dans un "coffeeshop".
L"apres midi: on s'est promenés dans les rouelles, on a admiré les canaux, on a visité le musée de Van Gogh, c'était génial, superbe.
Nights were not exactly outrageous. I myself got a nice 13 hour sleep the last night in am.town
However, the dreaming that occurred was in itself Outrageous and almost tangible. Waking life and the spirit world collided...for five days, two long long bus rides, and three great friends... to give you a mental diorama